Jin Xiangbei clutched her hand and pulled her towards him, and just like that, Eleven was drawn into his embrace, her soft body pressed tightly against his.
Her heartbeat accelerated.
Eleven's waist was so slender, and he held her firmly in his arms as if a little more force would break her delicate waist.
She felt fragile as a sheet of paper in his hands.
As Eleven stumbled into him, she unexpectedly met his gaze.
When they started dating, Jin Xiangbei was still the boy next door. But the man before her now was devoid of his erstwhile student vibe, taller and broader than before. His muscular body made her realize how much stronger he had become.
Jin Xiangbei was not the same; he had matured from a boy to a man.
Eleven stepped out from the trance of his enchanting eyes, retracting her pitiful thoughts, attempting to free herself from his grip.
However, Jin Xiangbei was gripping her wrist tightly, preventing her from moving.
